Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 1649 Timely Exit
Inside the underground palace.

Zhen Shuai stood by the pool with an ugly expression on his face. After his body was completely burned, his strength also returned to normal level, and it was much weaker.

On the opposite side, Mo Yuan and the swordsman stood tall, with a terrifying aura lingering around them.

"Boy, aren't you crazy? A burning soul?"

Mo Yuan said coldly.

Zhen Shuai didn't speak, turned his head to look at Qin Wudao in the pool, secretly made up his mind, and with the next breath, the surface of his soul also burst into flames.

Soul burning!

Mo Yuan's face froze, and he secretly scolded Zhen Shuai for being crazy.

Even in the long river of time, the soul is the core of a living being, and the body can be reshaped if it is destroyed, but if the soul is gone, it will really disappear.

Burning the soul is usually the way to death!
"come!"

Zhen Shuai was completely desperate, his eyes were crazy, and he said hoarsely: "I have a kind of burning soul, then you have the kind to come here!"

Mo Yuan and the swordsman hesitated at this moment. After burning their souls, Zhen Shuai's aura became stronger and could already pose a fatal threat to them.

If it was a normal battle, they would have no fear.

But Zhen Shuai's current state clearly wants to die together, and they don't want to make fun of their own lives.

Anyway, Zhen Shuai's life has entered the countdown.

Why take the risk?

The two stood in place, watching Zhen Shuai quietly.

Zhen Shuai didn't launch an attack either, sensing that his soul was getting weaker, he couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly. He just ate the flat peach and experienced the feeling of eternal life. He didn't expect that he would die in a blink of an eye.

It's really an impermanent world!

"Brother, you want to avenge me!"

A while later, Zhen Shuai's soul was already extremely thin, and even his consciousness was a little fuzzy, looking at Qin Wudao who was still in seclusion, he said to himself.

Next, he felt that the eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and double images appeared.

The color of the surrounding world also became dim.

In the dark, he seemed to see a dark abyss, enveloping him, with no end in sight, about to devour the soul and take away all vitality.

But in the abyss, he saw another hand
"Fatty, leave it to me!"

At this time, Qin Wudao's voice sounded and fell into Zhen Shuai's ears, and there was a gentle force that wiped away the flames on his soul.

Zhen Shuai opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that Qin Wudao had a smile on his face after he left the customs, and then passed out again.

Qin Wudao hugged Zhen Shuai's soul, full of emotion.

He didn't expect that this cheap little guy who had only known him for a few days could actually burn his soul for him
"Fatty, big brother approves of you!"

Qin Wudao said in a low voice, and gently put Zhen Shuai's soul into the pool.

At this time, there is still a shallow innate energy in the pool, which can nourish Zhen Shuai's soul. Although it cannot complement the burning soul, it can ensure that no hidden dangers are left.

After finishing all this, Qin Wudao looked up at Mo Yuan and the swordsman.

Mo Yuan and the swordsman felt their hearts tense, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end, as if they were being targeted by some terrifying existence.

"You...damn it!"

Qin Wudao said softly.

His voice was not loud, and he didn't even have any emotional fluctuations, but it reverberated in the hall, but it was like thousands of thunderclaps and endless winds raging.

Mo Yuan's face was solemn, and his body flickered, blending into the space between heaven and earth.

The swordsman didn't dare to be careless, pinched his fingers, opened the sword box behind his back, and flew out one sword after another, with different shapes and endless sharpness.

Burial Nine Swords!

A fetish of the lineage of swordsmen of the Suiyue family.

Nine kinds of battle swords, each representing a different power, can greatly enhance one's own combat power.

Nine Swords Come Out!

Enough to leapfrog to fight!

"out!"

With a thought in Qin Wudao's mind, the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand, with golden light shining, majestic and majestic, permeating the heaven and earth, covering the prehistoric world.

Behind him, the void was broken and reorganized.

Faintly, a phantom of the supreme stalwart, the supreme emperor of heaven emerged, holding the supreme authority, guarding countless majestic and vast worlds at his feet, it was extremely terrifying.

"This is."

The swordsman looked at Qin Wudao, his expression changed.

On Qin Wudao, he seemed to see a boundless universe, the supreme emperor shook the universe, and three thousand gods stood standing, extremely magnificent.

"The Burial Sword!"

The swordsman gritted his teeth, and at the same time controlled the nine battle swords, shining brightly, and struck towards Qin Wudao.

The force of the edge swept across, directly turning all the void in the hall into nothingness.

"cut!"

Qin Wudao raised the Xuanyuan sword and chopped it off casually.

boom!
Void shakes.

A streak of golden sword energy descended, like a streak of godless gods flying across the sky, crushing all the nine swords that were coming towards him.

"what?"

The swordsman turned pale with shock.

Scalp tingling.

He hastily cast the sword seal, wanting to recall the Nine Swords, but the next moment, his eyeballs popped up, and he was extremely horrified, unbelievable to the extreme.

Because he couldn't sense the Nine Swords of Burial!

"Mo Yuan, save me!"

Before he could figure out the reason, the swordsman hurriedly shouted.

The void is silent.

There was no answer.

But above Qin Wudao's head, there was a dagger piercing the void, glowing with a faint blue light, with extremely strong corrosive power, even time and space could not bear it.

Qin Wudao frowned, and then slashed out with a sword.

Clang!
There was a sound of metal clashing.

The Xuanyuan sword hit the dagger like cutting tofu, cutting the dagger easily.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, twitched his eyelids, without any hesitation, he turned around and flew towards the distance, ready to leave the place of right and wrong.

The dagger in his hand is a rank nine Immortal Soldier.

Looking at the long river of time, it is also a rare magic weapon.

But facing the battle sword in Qin Wudao's hand, he was so fragile, one can imagine how terrifying the strength of Qin Wudao's battle sword must be?
Touch and die!

Moreover.

Without the dagger, his strength was severely weakened.

It's no use staying.

As for the swordsman, good luck to you!
Anyway, their relationship is average, they just met a few times.

"No!"

the other side.

A terrified voice sounded.

Facing the sword energy falling head-on, the swordsman had no power to fight back, and was hit directly, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, killing his body and soul.

Mo Yuan, who had already fled to the gate of the underground palace, trembled in his heart. He couldn't help but rejoice that he didn't stay behind, and frantically circulated the divine power in his body to speed up his escape.

"Want to escape?"

Qin Wudao turned his head to look at the gate of the underground palace, his face was extremely cold, and his murderous intent shook.

The Xuanyuan sword in his hand swung out again.

Open the sky with one sword!
boom!
In an instant, Mo Yuan, who was about to escape from the underground palace, was hit by the sword energy, and his body exploded, leaving him dead.

"You all die too!"

After killing Mo Yuan and the swordsman, the killing intent in Qin Wudao's heart dissipated a lot, but he was still extremely violent. Looking at the Tianjiao of the surrounding Suiyue clan, he continued to wave his sword.

Every time the sword is struck, there will be one more corpse on the ground.

at the same time.

Jing Yuan, who was fighting with the Peach Tree Spirit, saw Qin Wudao, and his face was extremely ugly. How did this guy's strength become so terrifying?

(End of this chapter)